"You want me to point out who actually made this place?"
The flicker of true annoyance is back. He shoves himself to standing, folds his arms over the fringed leather vest he picked up from who the hell knows where, and tips his head down to direct a borderline glare over the top of his glasses.
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Date: 2010-08-01 02:08 pm (UTC)The flicker of true annoyance is back. He shoves himself to standing, folds his arms over the fringed leather vest he picked up from who the hell knows where, and tips his head down to direct a borderline glare over the top of his glasses.